MidReal Story
I love BDSM. nsfw.
Scenario: I love BDSM. nsfw.
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My heart pounded with anticipation as I walked down the dimly lit hallway, my stilettos clicking on the polished concrete floor. I was dressed in a tight leather corset, fishnet stockings, and a matching thong, my long blonde hair cascading down my back. My dominant, a handsome man I’d met at a fetish club, had invited me to his private dungeon for a night of BDSM.
As I reached the door, I paused, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. I heard the sound of a soft melody playing within, and I knew it was time to enter. I opened the door and stepped inside, my eyes adjusting to the low light.
The room was filled with various pieces of BDSM equipment – a St. Andrew's cross, a spanking bench, and a suspension frame among them. In the center of the room stood my dominant, clad in a tight black vest and leather pants, his eyes locked on mine.
He beckoned me forward with a flick of his finger, and I obediently walked towards him, my heart racing with desire. I dropped to my knees before him, bowing my head in submission.
“Good girl,” he murmured, running his fingers through my hair. “You’ve been a very good submissive for me. Tonight, I want to reward you for your obedience.”
I looked up at him, my eyes wide with anticipation. He pulled me to my feet and led me to the St. Andrew's cross, securing my wrists and ankles with leather cuffs. I was completely at his mercy, and the thought sent a thrill coursing through my body.
He stepped back and began to circle me, his eyes roaming over my body. He slowly unbuttoned his vest, revealing a chiseled chest and muscular arms. I could feel my arousal growing, my nipples hardening beneath the tight leather of my corset.
He stopped in front of me, his gaze locked on mine. “I’m going to tease you tonight, my sweet submissive. You’ll beg for my touch, and I’ll decide when and how I’ll give it to you.”
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He reached out and traced a finger down my cheek, then down my neck to my collarbone. He paused at the edge of my corset, then slowly began to unlace it, exposing my breasts inch by inch.
He cupped my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples. I moaned, arching my back as he pinched them lightly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He leaned in, his breath hot on my neck, and whispered, “Do you want more, my sweet submissive?”
“Yes, please,” I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper. He chuckled softly, then pulled away, leaving me wanting more.
He walked around me, his hands grazing my body as he went. He reached the small of my back and began to unfasten my thong, the cool air hitting my exposed flesh. He slid it down my legs, then ran his fingers up the insides of my thighs, making me tremble with desire.
He moved to the front of me, kneeling down as he did. He looked up at me through hooded eyes, then reached out and traced his fingers along my slit. I whimpered, my body trembling with need.
“You’re so wet for me, my sweet submissive,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “You want me to touch you, don’t you?”
“Yes, please,” I begged, my voice barely above a whisper. He smiled, then dipped his head, running his tongue along my slit. I cried out, my body arching as he teased me, his tongue flicking and circling my clit.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He stood up, his eyes locked on mine. “Not yet, my sweet submissive. You’ll have to wait for your reward.”
He stepped away, leaving me bound and wanting on the St. Andrew's cross. I watched him, my eyes pleading with him for more. He walked over to the spanking bench, a wicked grin on his face.
“I think it’s time for your punishment, my sweet submissive,” he said, patting the bench. “Come here and lie down.”
I obediently walked over to the bench, my heart racing with anticipation. I positioned myself over the bench, lying down with my ass in the air. He secured my ankles and wrists, leaving me completely at his mercy.
He stepped back, his eyes roaming over my body. “You’ve been such a good submissive tonight, my sweet submissive,” he murmured. “But now it’s time for your punishment.”
He picked up a paddle, his eyes locked on mine. I trembled with fear and desire, the anticipation building inside me. He raised the paddle and brought it down on my ass, the sting of the impact sending a thrill coursing through my body.
He spanked me harder, each blow sending a wave of pleasure and pain through me. I moaned, my body trembling with need. I knew I was close, my arousal building with each strike of the paddle.
Finally, he dropped the paddle and stepped behind me. He reached down and slid his fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I cried out, my body arching as he brought me to the brink of ecstasy.
“Come for me, my sweet submissive,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. I exploded, my body trembling with pleasure as I came hard, my cries filling the room.
He slowly untied me, his hands gently caressing my body as he did. I was spent, my body weak with pleasure. He pulled me into his arms, holding me close as we caught our breath.
“Thank you, my sweet submissive,” he murmured, his voice filled with tenderness. “You were amazing tonight.”
As I lay in his arms, my body still trembling with pleasure, he slowly traced the outline of my body with his fingers, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel myself growing wet again, my desire for him still burning strong.
He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips, his tongue gently parting my lips as he deepened the kiss. I moaned into his mouth, my body arching against his as I pressed myself closer to him.
He pulled away, his eyes locked on mine. “I want to taste you again,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I want to explore every inch of your body.”
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He smiled, then slowly unfastened the cuffs securing me to the spanking bench. He pulled me to my feet, his hands roaming over my body as he did.
He led me over to the suspension frame, a wicked grin on his face. “I think it’s time for a little bit of suspension bondage, my sweet submissive,” he said, his voice filled with excitement.
I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. He secured my wrists and ankles with leather cuffs, leaving me completely at his mercy. He then attached the cuffs to the suspension frame, lifting me off the ground until I was hanging in mid-air.
He stepped back, his eyes roaming over my body. “You look so beautiful like this, my sweet submissive,” he murmured, his voice filled with desire. “I can’t wait to explore every inch of you.”
He reached out and began to trace his fingers along my slit, making me tremble with desire. He slid a finger inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I moaned, my body arching as he teased me, his finger sliding in and out of me.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a feather, his eyes locked on mine. “I’m going to tease you now, my sweet submissive,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I want to see how long you can hold out.”
He began to run the feather along my body, starting at my neck and moving down to my breasts. He teased my nipples, making me whimper with desire. He then moved down to my stomach, his fingers grazing my skin as he went.
He reached my slit, and I trembled with anticipation. He ran the feather along my slit, making me whimper with need. He then began to circle my clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
I moaned, my body trembling with desire. He pulled away, leaving me wanting more. He stepped behind me, his hands grazing my body as he did.
He reached down and slid his fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I cried out, my body arching as he brought me to the brink of ecstasy.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a vibrator, his eyes locked on mine. “I’m going to make you come now, my sweet submissive,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “But you’re not allowed to touch yourself.”
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He turned on the vibrator, the sound filling the room. He slowly slid it inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I moaned, my body trembling with desire.
He increased the speed, making me whimper with need. I could feel myself growing closer to the edge, my arousal building with each passing second.
Finally, I exploded, my body trembling with pleasure as I came hard, my cries filling the room. He slowly pulled the vibrator out, his eyes locked on mine.
“You’re such a good submissive, my sweet submissive,” he murmured, his voice filled with tenderness. “I’m so proud of you.”
I smiled, my heart still racing with desire. “Thank you, my dominant,” I whispered, my voice filled with love and devotion. “I’m yours.”
He slowly lowered me to the ground, his hands gently caressing my body as he did. I was spent, my body weak with pleasure. He pulled me into his arms, holding me close as we caught our breath.
“I love you, my sweet submissive,” he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. “I’ll always be here for you.”
As I lay in his arms, my body still trembling with pleasure, he picked up a blindfold, his eyes locked on mine. "I want you to wear this," he said softly, as he gently placed the blindfold over my eyes. "I want you to focus on the sensations, my sweet submissive."
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He secured the blindfold, leaving me completely in the dark. I could hear his footsteps as he moved around the room, the sound of various pieces of BDSM equipment clinking and clanging as he did.
He returned to my side, his hands grazing my body as he did. "Are you ready, my sweet submissive?" he murmured, his voice low and husky.
I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. He picked up a pair of nipple clamps, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm going to start with these," he murmured, his voice filled with excitement.
He reached out and pinched my nipples, making me whimper with desire. He then attached the clamps, the cold metal sending a thrill coursing through my body. He tightened them, making me cry out with pleasure and pain.
He stepped back, his eyes roaming over my body. "You look so beautiful like this, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice filled with desire. "I can't wait to explore every inch of you."
He reached down and began to trace his fingers along my slit, making me tremble with desire. He slid a finger inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I moaned, my body arching as he teased me, his finger sliding in and out of me.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a pair of handcuffs, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm going to chain you to the wall, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I want you to be completely at my mercy."
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He secured my wrists to the wall, leaving me completely at his mercy. He then stepped back, his eyes roaming over my body.
He reached down and began to trace his fingers along my slit, making me tremble with desire. He slid a finger inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I moaned, my body arching as he teased me, his finger sliding in and out of me.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a riding crop, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm going to spank you now, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I want to see how much you can take."
I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. He began to spank me, each blow sending a wave of pleasure and pain through my body. I moaned, my body trembling with desire.
He spanked me harder, each blow making me cry out with need. I knew I was close, my arousal building with each strike of the crop.
Finally, he dropped the crop and stepped behind me. He reached down and slid his fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I cried out, my body arching as he brought me to the brink of ecstasy.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a vibrator, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm going to make you come now, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "But you're not allowed to touch yourself."
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He turned on the vibrator, the sound filling the room. He slowly slid it inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I moaned, my body trembling with desire.
He increased the speed, making me whimper with need. I could feel myself growing closer to the edge, my arousal building with each passing second.
Finally, I exploded, my body trembling with pleasure as I came hard, my cries filling the room. He slowly pulled the vibrator out, his eyes locked on mine.
"You're such a good submissive, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice filled with tenderness. "I'm so proud of you."
I smiled, my heart still racing with desire. "Thank you, my dominant," I whispered, my voice filled with love and devotion. "I'm yours."
He slowly released my wrists from the handcuffs, his hands gently caressing my body as he did. I was spent, my body weak with pleasure. He pulled me into his arms, holding me close as we caught our breath.
"I love you, my sweet submissive," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I'll always be here for you."
As I lay in his arms, my body still trembling with pleasure, he traced his fingers over my body, making me shiver with anticipation. "I'm going to taste you now, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He slowly moved down my body, his hands gently caressing my skin as he did. He reached my slit, and I trembled with desire.
He leaned down, his tongue grazing my clit. I moaned, my body arching as he teased me, his tongue flicking and circling my clit. He then began to slide his tongue inside me, his fingers gripping my hips as he did.
I cried out, my body trembling with pleasure. He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a blindfold, his eyes locked on mine. "I want you to wear this," he said softly, as he gently placed the blindfold over my eyes. "I want you to focus on the sensations, my sweet submissive."
I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. He secured the blindfold, leaving me completely in the dark. I could hear his footsteps as he moved around the room, the sound of various pieces of BDSM equipment clinking and clanging as he did.
He returned to my side, his hands grazing my body as he did. "Are you ready, my sweet submissive?" he murmured, his voice low and husky.
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He picked up a ball gag, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm going to gag you now, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice filled with excitement.
He slid the ball gag into my mouth, the leather straps securing it in place. I moaned, my body trembling with desire.
He reached down and began to trace his fingers along my slit, making me tremble with desire. He slid a finger inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I moaned, my body arching as he teased me, his finger sliding in and out of me.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a flogger, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm going to flog you now, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I want to see how much you can take."
I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. He began to flog me, each blow sending a wave of pleasure and pain through my body. I moaned, my body trembling with desire.
He flogged me harder, each blow making me cry out with need. I knew I was close, my arousal building with each strike of the flogger.
Finally, he dropped the flogger and stepped behind me. He reached down and slid his fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I cried out, my body arching as he brought me to the brink of ecstasy.
He pulled away, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He picked up a vibrator, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm going to make you come now, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "But you're not allowed to touch yourself."
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat. He turned on the vibrator, the sound filling the room. He slowly slid it inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I moaned, my body trembling with desire.
He increased the speed, making me whimper with need. I could feel myself growing closer to the edge, my arousal building with each passing second.
Finally, I exploded, my body trembling with pleasure as I came hard, my cries filling the room. He slowly pulled the vibrator out, his eyes locked on mine.
"You're such a good submissive, my sweet submissive," he murmured, his voice filled with tenderness. "I'm so proud of you."
I smiled, my heart still racing with desire. "Thank you, my dominant," I whispered, my voice filled with love and devotion. "I'm yours."
He slowly released my wrists from the handcuffs, his hands gently caressing my body as he did. I was spent, my body weak with pleasure. He pulled me into his arms, holding me close as we caught our breath.
"I love you, my sweet submissive," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I'll always be here for you."
